“By all means, share your knowledge at once,” sputtered the overseer with contempt. It was clear to K.T. that he liked for no one to make him feel inferior. She would have to let him think that he’d discovered the answers by himself.
K.T. worked hard to help the overseer understand the three most important hygiene problems that she and her friends had observed at the work camp. Despite her efforts, the overseer became increasingly irritated. “What nonsense! Why should I believe what you say about our working conditions?” asked the overseer.
“You do not have to believe us, but we can demonstrate our power right now by disappearing,” answered K.T.
“Now!” she exclaimed and they all three hit the “Control,” “Alt,” “Delete,” and “Home” buttons together.
A swirl of colors was all K.T. could see in the instant she returned home. Even keeping her eyes wide opened had not helped. She was aware all at once that Connie and Travis were beside her and that her own back yard surrounded her.
“Yahoo!” shouted Summer, as she watched her three companions reappear. Then they were all hugging and talking and laughing at once. K.T. pulled Connie aside.
“Did you notice how tiny the door to Tut’s tomb looked compared to all the other tombs?” she asked.
“Yeah, it’s no wonder it stayed hidden for so long,” Connie agreed. “Maybe that was Tut’s real revenge. His was the only treasure left by the twentieth century.”
“Maybe we’ll even see the kitten’s picture on a tomb wall some day,” mused K.T.
“Who knows? Maybe we’ll even see that cat in one of her other lives,” laughed Connie, patting her backpack.
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